oh and ps i decided to buy super plus tampons for the first time and it’s like pulling a sheep out of your vagina. awesome. i know i know about that divacup thing but i just can’t get use to the idea of filling up a cup of blood and having to dump it out and put it back in again. don’t forget i drink every nite of the week, periods including so i know that eventually i would be in a public washroom pouring the cup out and then i’d get blood all over myself. can you imagine some chick coming out of a bathroom with blood all over her pants and face and shirt.

fucking hysterical.

hmm maybe i should do that.

my hands are fluorescent yellow from the turmeric powder, wonderful.

i just came back from the coffee shop and there were two little fucker kids in stollers having a conversation that sounded like this BRAAAAA HAHAHAH HAHA AAAAHHH SCREEEEEEEEECH BAM BAM AHHGHHHHHHHH AGH RAAAAAAAAAAAH BA BA BAB BAAAAbabababab and the girl is like what will it be and i say a medium coffee and a tranq dart gun.

i’m working on a script and i might have a job in a hair salon if i want it.

i haven’t been a gay and posted any lyrics lately so there you go.

Haiti, mon pays,
wounded mother I’ll never see.
Ma famille set me free.
Throw my ashes into the sea.

Haiti, never free,
n’aie pas peur de sonner l’alarme.
Tes enfants sont partis,
in those days their blood was still warm

i found a recipe for butter chicken from the internet yesterday so instead of going into toronto to make trouble and whore myself out to booze i decided to get a nice bottle of wine and be domesticated with fil instead. when fil got back from work he was in his typical annoy the fuck out of raymi mood wherein i say something and he repeats it back at me with attitude and says YOU..bla bla bla. for example:

raymi: come on lets go to the supermarket

fil: YOU go to the supermarket

raymi: i have the list

fil: YOU have the list

raymi: i KNOW i have the list that’s what I SAID

fil: that’s what YOU said

and then he plays the asking pointless questions game.

fil: what’s that man doing? why is that woman carrying a bag? what does that sign mean? why is that man looking at us? why is that dog white? why is that guy wearing a hat?

raymi: WHY DO I WANT TO THROW MYSELF INTO TRAFFIC!??!

anyway, the food turned out wonderfully and then we watched road house. i’ve seen it a million times before but still it is the greatest film, it’s suppose to be all serious and shit but everything is just silly. oh and there’s a bunch of nudity and shitty fight scenes and jeff healey.

k bye.

hahahhahahaa.

i am- Jesus Martinez – Tell your Dad says:

slut

i am- Jesus Martinez – Tell your Dad says:

scunt

raymi says:

you are mean

the new sigur ros video is the most beautiful thing i know of right now. watch the whole thing.

anyway, i fed the cat because i am a sucker and now i have to go buy more tampons. the guys at the variety store must think i am on my period 365 days of the year.